The rain was still falling, and the rain hit the body everywhere. The flowing hair had already been completely wet, hanging on the head, the hair on the temples stuck to the face, and the rain fell along the hair on the face.

"You don't know what to do and you still have to come down? Are you afraid of falling to death?"

"Do you think I'm like a person who fell to death?"

Baili Mu refused to answer, looking at the silk thread that saved their lives.

"What's that?"

"Golden silk."

"What a pity." Such a solid and magical thing was thrown there, and it would definitely not be able to get it back. What a pity.

On the 7th day of the lunar calendar, he rolled his eyes, "That's not something rare."

Although his voice is low, how could Bailimu, who is so powerful in martial arts, not hear it? "Where did it come from?"

Where did it come from?

The seventh day of the lunar calendar looked up, looked at him, and blinked.

"I told you that you will arrest me to report to the official." He said with a chuckling voice. He raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Is it stolen?"

She glared at her and nodded again.

Seeing this, Baili Mu stopped asking. For a moment, the whole space was silent, and only the sound of rain washing the world was heard.

Although it was afternoon, the day above my head was dark and looked a few layers lowered, suppressing my chest, and in a suffocating manner, the raindrops hit my face in pain. Chu Qi looked down slightly and looked under him.

A piece of darkness.

Endless darkness.

The abyss is like a bottomless abyss.

She had never seen such an abyss before. But she was not so scared.

When her adoptive father trained her in his previous life, he was often taken to some terrifying places and asked her to do some terrifying things.

I was still young at that time and I was often so scared that I cried. My adoptive father would gently pat her on the back to coax her.

I will tell her that what makes people scary is the heart of people. Being defeated by oneself is less dignified than being defeated by the enemy.

Then, overcame myself and went to bungee jump at the age of eight. The bungee jumping at that time was not perfect and not as wide as it was later. There was only a thick elastic rubber rope, and no one was afraid of it, and she was no exception.

She was tied up with her feet like that and she didn't want to get off. The staff next to her got annoyed when they saw it and listened. She secretly stretched out her feet and pushed her down without moving.

Suddenly, the memories stopped here because "Gala, Gala" sounded with the sound of rain, and the crisp sound was close to my ears.

Chu Qi was stunned and slowly turned his head to look at the tree trunk.

Half of the trunk has been broken off from the cliff. If you look closely, you can see the fibrous roots that grow from the cliff.

She felt her body became weaker and weaker, and her whole body was a little cold.

The golden silk quilt was thrown down, and there was nothing to save your life in your hand.

The most terrible thing is not death, but waiting for death...
Chapter completed!